tumblr is such a beautiful place because, for instance, long story short, a full-on trio of seemingly unrelated people have hit up my askbox recently, inquiring my opinion as to the terrible but inspiring revolutionary from Victor Hugo's Les Misérables (1862) and the heavy-drinking and argumentative but somewhat warm-hearted cynic from Victor Hugo's Les Misérables (1862), and specifically who would be more likely to unsubtly steal cream cheese from their college cafeteria, and who would be more likely to full-on see the food crime happen while laboring as a cafeteria worker but do absolutely nothing to stop it.
i fully support pondering such Great Questions yourself, about your own OTPs. truly there are worse ways to waste an evening.
anyway, my own thoughts below the cut!
so the thing is, and i know this is a magnificent cop-out but it is unfortunately the truth, this is the rare pairing i ship where you could make a strong argument either way.
like, is enjolras taking shifts in the school cafeteria because his parents cut his tuition money due to his extreme political activism and so he resolutely joins the working class of the college community, only to immediately get so burned out about the (i assume) stringent and somewhat nonsensical rules governing the distribution of cafeteria food? maybe! is grantaire filching the cream cheese for what he will gladly describe to anyone willing to listen (and also to many half-willing to listen) as a "piece of gonzo performance art" which just happens to culminate in the distribution of home-made desserts to his floormates (not that he's got a weird complex about how hard it is to make friends using just his personality)? maybe!
alternately, is grantaire burned out on any customer service-adjacent job you can imagine, from day one? sure! is enjolras out there defiantly trying to gather the supplies to make another course of food for the students who can't afford a full meal plan, like feuilly? yeah, you could make that case, i think!
so yeah, in response to the several(!) people who asked (<3), i think this is the exception to the rule where you could kind of just flip a coin.
I listened to the amazing devil after seeing all your posts about them and i just wanna say thank you for unknowingly introducing me to them bc DAMN they are GOOD. I'm having a great time. The horror and the wild? Start to finish? Holy shit? What a good fucking album? Literally ten seconds into the second song i was SOLD. So thank you!!
Yay that makes me so happy, you have no idea! Joey and Madeleine really said "Welcome to our table, bring your hunger," and I'm that overexcited kid yelling in the streets to all the other hungry kids that there's a feast over there, come on! I'm glad you heard me out and gave them a chance.
Feel free to drop by and chat about TAD any time, dear heart! <3
hi it is me again who you introduced to the amazing devil. Ruin week is Cool and also devastating me. Anyway i came to your blog from the sandman, and the line "don't you think i look pretty/curled up on this bathroom floor" went into the black box of my mind and came out the other end as the image of dream breaking down again and again and being so bitter about and resigned to it and spitting that line out to hob from rock bottom when hob comes to pick up the pieces. That and the image of dream curled in his glass cage glaring vitriol and pride at everyone who sees him. Doesn't make 100% sense with the song but these images are Not letting me go and i needed to share. Keep on keeping on!
I've been keeping this ask in my drafts while drowning in ruin feelings until such time that I can drown in ruin and Sandman feelings.
And now I can't stop thinking about this! That mental picture you just painted is devastating, thanks. But also, consider:
DREAM TO ALEX BURGESS:
Cos I when I stand oh those folks will run
And tell the tales of what I’ve become
They’ll speak of me in whispered tones
And say my name like it shakes their bones
DREAM TO JOHN DEE:
Sometimes I fall to pieces
Just to see what bits of me don’t fit
DREAM TO DESIRE:
Cos we’ll dance together so close we’re sharing breath
But now I’m leading doesn’t that just scare you to death
Aaaahhhhhhh
I mean it's not the perfect song for Dream, because The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace, like most TAD songs, has a lovely specificity to it that makes it hard to map with full accuracy onto a different story, but a lot of it resonates.
Thank you for bringing this to my attention, but also how could you do this to me????? 😭
i have read
all the fic
that was in
the silly bunny au tag
and it was fucking great no notes the sculpture killed me if you put more silly bunny au fic in the icebox i will devour it faster than the sweetest of plums why are you a genius
(if you're wondering. i have no explanation for starting this as a poem. that's just what happened)
i love the poem it's glorious thank you
this made me realize that i? forgot? to tag one of them as silly rabbit au wayyyy back when i first posted it in october or something? i've now rectified that
